Call me Samoa!

Now I know how those celebrities feel when they have to write a thank you speech! I COULD stand here and fumble with a cocktail napkin and then start blathering on about the little dogs who knew me when...

I COULD take a political stance and start ranting about Dick Cheney or nowadays Newt Gingrich...but to tell you the truth I'm surprised I haven't ALREADY gotten in trouble for that.

I COULD give all the credit to Savannah who insists she taught me everything I know, but why give her the satisfaction. She is already pretty self-satisfied if you ask me.

I think...I think...

I am going to thank my Grandma. When she walked into the Humane Society kennels, she walked right up to me and said..."I'd like to play with this Black One."

And that changed my life.

Thanks, Grandma. I'll never forget that!
Now, pass the punch and let the party begin!